Author: Ica Fernandez

Para sa mga interesadong kaibigan sa Pilipinas: will be co-facilitating a short workshop with Louise Far next week at the 2017 Steiner/Waldorf Early Childhood Symposium at Acacia Waldorf School in Sta. Rosa, Laguna. We’ve got two hours for a quick-and-dirty exploration of the links between early childhood education and how we can engage the many social, political, economic, cultural, and environmental challenges facing our communities. Been way too long since I last worked in this space, but it does feel like the right place and time for a stock-take.

Bonus points: doing it back-to-back with Bella Tan and Meila Payawal of the Sipat Lawin Ensemble!

Writing this quick note to process one of the many strange developments of the week, which included my being roped in last minute to present a study conducted by the World Bank and the International Organization for Migration on marginalization through land dispossession in the Bangsamoro region. Presentations are part of my usual day-to-days but this was unusual—it was a launch at Camp Darapanan, the present headquarters of the largest armed revolutionary group in the Philippines, the Moro Islamic Liberation Front (or MILF, read as M-I-L-F, not the lewd joke familiar to most westerners).

It just so happened that our lead author, Dr. Fermin Adriano, was unable to fly to Cotabato and our rather crazy and generous team leader, Matt, chose to gleefully task me with translating the key technical messages in a vernacular that would be understood by the larger audience, and not just the international actors and VIPs present in the room. And that entailed being the lost young female non-Muslim, non-Mindanawon pseudoacademic on the dais with Mindanao peace process heavy hitters such as Ishak Mastura, Guiamel Alim, Rufa Guiam, peace panel chairs Mohagher Iqbal and Irene Santiago, plus the amerul mujahid himself, Al-haj Murad Ebrahim. Kumbaga sa Tagalog, pinabili lang ng suka,napadpad na sa Darapanan. (Which actually describes a fair chunk of the seven years of this life, to be fair.)

Note: Shorter versions were published on Rappler.com and as part of the Resbak zine released in February 2017.

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Disclaimer: I am not a lawyer nor a transitional justice expert. This was not written in any professional capacity. I am a private citizen of the Philippines attempting to get some nagging questions out of my head as fast and raw as I can. Any alternate options? Disagree? Feel free to add!

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Consider this a work of speculative fiction.

It is 2032, ten years after Rodrigo Roa Duterte successfully terminates his term as President, and with it, the lives of the estimated 4-5 million ‘drug personalities’ in the Philippines, plus change. A Marcos or two may have succeeded him as head of state. Maybe not. But somehow, conditions have made it so that the Sovereign People of the Philippines are calling out for ‘transitional justice and reconciliation,’ a term first bandied about in the wake of Martial Law, and later popularised as part of the convoluted Bangsamoro peace process.

The United Nations—Tatay Digong’s favorite international body—defines transitional justice as the ‘full range of processes and mechanisms associated with a society’s attempt to come to terms with a legacy of large-scale abuses committed in the past, in order to achieve accountability, serve justice, and achieve reconciliation.’ The word ‘abuses’ remains hotly contested, of course, triggering accusations of bias and various political colorings and retardations from all sides. But on a more concrete level, it asks two questions. First, what makes people deeply hurt and angry? And secondly, what will it take to address that hurt and anger?

Was fortunate to be asked for a chat by the lovely people at Evolve recently, on the heels of the One World Rising sessions. I’m usually embarrassed by things like this, but I hope this reads lucidly somehow, even in Deutsch.

So happy that Louise has finally birthed this beautiful photobook, which has been a work in progress for the better part of the last three years. I’ve got quite a few personal projects waiting in the wings right now, but there are few things more inspiring than being a creative komadrona. 🙂

Inahan sa Sugilanon: Mother of the FairytaleBirthing a Green School Community

Mother of the Fairytale is a 56-paged 8in x 10in book composed of 26 black and white images that tells the story of how a striving green school community in Davao City, Philippines advocates healthy and holistic education. It gives a glimpse of the journey of the school’s first teachers, the daily challenges and triumphs of little children, and the emerging sense of space and community among parents and friends of the school. Also included in the book are relevant essays on the book project itself, the experience of initiating Tuburan, early manifestations of holistic education through the story of Steiner education in the Philippines, and a macro perspective on education and the true need it must address.

I haven’t been posting on this blog as much as I should, but this is actually happening. Five years after a priest-friend gently reminded me that one cannot give what one doesn’t have, and that I must try to educate myself as much as I can, here comes an opportunity to train in one of the top universities in the world. Grateful beyond belief.